Zhao Yisu suppressed the shrewdness in his eyes and praised unintentionally: "Why haven't I heard of this kind of fabric? I don't know where I can buy it?"
"This thing is a treasure. It's the only one in the world. You can't buy it outside." The maid replied proudly: "This is the betrothal received by the saint..." At this point, her voice suddenly weakened, as if she realized that I said the wrong thing.
Zhao Yisu caught the last note keenly... Did she want to say a betrothal gift?
"So the saint is already married?"
When she asked, everyone turned their eyes to her, as if they were looking at an alien object.
Zhao Yisu laughed dryly, not knowing whether he should continue to ask or Gu Qianning pulled her away and muttered some information.
It turns out that Penglai Pavilion and Linglong Pavilion were married three years ago.
This incident happened while Zhao Yisu was in seclusion and practicing drawing talismans. It was widely spread at that time. Zhao Yisu vaguely remembered that after he came out of seclusion, he checked the past news of Fuxi Express. It seemed that he had glanced at the news, but it had nothing to do with her, so he didn't think anything of it. care.
She curiously asked Gu Qianning: "I heard that Linglong Pavilion only accepts female disciples. How can a male cultivator marry a saint?"
Gu Qianning looked at her like a silly child: "It's true that Linglong Pavilion only accepts female cultivators, but there are always people in Linglong Pavilion who marry outsiders and become Taoist couples, right? Taoist couples cannot be admitted to Linglong Pavilion, but they can be born Children can always do it, right? Is it possible that because the pavilion only accepts female cultivators, it is not possible to throw away the male babies born? "
"Oh, oh, oh." Zhao Yisu asked with a smile: "The saint girl of Penglai Pavilion has a noble status, so the male cultivator married in Linglong Pavilion must not be an ordinary person?"
"His name is Qin Feiyan. He is the eldest disciple of the Master of Linglong Pavilion, Master Qingyi, and the son of Master Shuangtan. Master Shuangtan is the most senior elder in Linglong Pavilion. Even the master of the Pavilion must be respectful when he sees him."
Zhao Yisu did some calculations and found out that Suiying Zhenren, who was equivalent to the eighth rank of Fuxi Mountain, gave birth to a son and became the eldest disciple of the headmaster. His identity was that of Jiang Yunchen + Ren Jinghua.
No wonder Penglai Pavilion was willing to marry the saint.
Regarding the saints of Penglai Pavilion, outsiders only know that saints are the symbol of Penglai Pavilion’s distinguished status. The system of selecting saints only began to appear in Penglai Pavilion in the past 10,000 years. There is no record of Penglai in the history of various sects 10,000 years ago. The existence of the pavilion saint. Moreover, it is a selection system for saints, not hereditary blood, but this selection standard cannot be found out.
On the surface, at least the previous saints were beautiful in appearance and well-behaved. They would never do anything that would bring shame to the sect, and they were quite ladylike. If such a person marries into any sect, he will definitely be popular.
Gu Qianning said: "That Tan Feiyan has very good qualifications and has first-class water spiritual roots. The Penglai Pavilion Saint has first-class earth spiritual roots. They are a match made in heaven. In order to prepare for the wedding, both sects have brought out the treasures at the bottom of the box. , the betrothal gift list is comparable to the dowry gift list, and it was even rumored to be a legend for a while."
I think it was at that time that the golden silk brocade was used as a betrothal gift by Linglong Pavilion and given to the saint Chao Shan.
"It's a pity that Tan Feiyan disappeared after only one year of marriage. His whereabouts are still unknown."
"Missing? Would such an important person disappear inexplicably?"
"Both Linglong Pavilion and Penglai Pavilion kept silent about this matter, so outsiders did not know about the twists and turns. Afterwards, the two pavilion masters agreed that the marriage was annulled, and the two parties stopped interacting with each other. However, the bride price and dowry were not returned to each other. From this point on Judging from the attitude, the two sides may have some discord over this matter, but they are not going to turn against each other. In short, the relationship between the two cabinets is a bit delicate."
Zhao Yisu said: "Since the marriage is annulled and the saint is single again, can she still find another good husband?"
Gu Qianning replied: "Penglai Pavilion is the oldest sect in existence. There are many rules in the sect. I think this saint must have her hands tied and no freedom. Her good son-in-law only has the authority to speak to the master of the pavilion. Besides, Tan Feiyan has only been missing for a few years, which is nothing to the monk's long life. Penglai Pavilion would not let the saint choose a good son-in-law so quickly just for the sake of face."
"That's true." Zhao Yisu's eyes moved and fell on Gu Qianning: "I found that Sister Gu, when you look at the Flowers of the High Mountains, you are actually very gossipy?"
Gu Qianning raised her chin proudly: "This is not gossip, this is a major matter that affects the two houses. I don't know how to grasp the general trend of the world, so how can I have the nerve to say that I am committed to the common people?"
Zhao Yisu: "Okay, you are beautiful and you are reasonable."
She was thinking about the golden silk brocade. This item was a treasure. It was carried to Penglai Pavilion as a betrothal gift at the bottom of the box by Linglong Pavilion. Now that it was worn on the saint, it was probably not something that could be bought with money.
He asked for it, but he had no legitimate reason.
Grabbing it openly? Stealing secretly? Forget it, unless you don't want to continue to hang out in the Immortal Cultivation Continent.
At this time, Jiang Yunchen came over.
Seeing that the two of them seemed to have something to say, Gu Qianning stepped aside wisely.
Jiang Yunchen: "Are you interested in gold silk brocade?"
Zhao Yisu was seen through at a glance and did not hide it, saying, "Is there any way to do it?"
Jiang Yunchen: "No."
"Then you still ask?" Zhao Yisu rolled his eyes at him, suddenly thought of something, and looked Jiang Yunchen up and down.
Jiang Yunchen lowered his eyes under her gaze: "What are you planning again?"
Zhao Yisu grinned: "Look what you said, mutual benefit is called a win-win situation, how can it be called a calculation? I have a way, maybe I can get the golden silk brocade from the saint, do you want to hear it?"
"No." He walked away.
But Zhao Yisu grabbed his sleeve, and he pulled it back, but he didn't let go.
Zhao Yisu: "Listen to it, it doesn't cost money, huh? Huh? Huh?" It came again and again, and she started to wink her puppy eyes again to win sympathy!
Jiang Yunchen turned his head, but he stayed where he was.
Zhao Yisu hurriedly stepped forward: "That's right, I see that the saint's previous marriage has ended, and she seems to treat you differently. You are a natural spirit and the disciple of the leader, and you are the same as the saint. They are a good match. If this thing works out for you two, just take the saint's bellyband and ask for whatever price you want. I..."
Before he finished speaking, the whole person was blasted hundreds of meters high by magic from where he was, like a cannon!
"Ouch——! You're such a wicked thing, you attack whenever you disagree! Don't you know how to save some spiritual power!" She said as she flew up into the sky and turned into a star.
By the time the star finally returned from traveling in outer space, Jiang Yunchen was no longer where he was.
Zhao Yisu: "Damn it."
Next to him, Lin Yuan looked dumbfounded, scratching his head and wondering what the fuss between the two senior brothers and sisters was about: "W-why are they fighting?"
Gu Qianning said calmly: "Don't worry."
Well, it's just a play between young lovers.
